Tracks Similar To Go For Yours
Shoot That Hoop
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Barrio, Basketball, Boastful, Boom Box, Bouncy, Cheerleader, City, Club, College, Competition, Courtside, Drive, Energetic, Energy, Fans, Fun, Game, Girls, Good Time, Groove, Hoops, Hot, Party, Pass, Playful, Playoffs, Positive, Radio, Retro, Rivalry, Shot, Slam Dunk, Sports, Stadium, Street, Swagger, Team, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
116
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Shoot That Hoop
SHOOT THAT HOOP
Chorus
Come on baby shoot that hoop
Come on come on you know how to do it now
Verse 1
Pass the rock im the one on the block
With the smooth jump shot
Make the females hot
Cool breeze and 360's make the crowd scream 'ahhh'
On the blacktop im the sure shot with the flat top
Makin these fools knees pop
Im the street MC the underground king
Had the fresh moves at the age of 13
What ya wanna know about the way I swing
Hook shot while they beat box takin over ya block
Aint nothing better in the hot hot weather
Runnin all day mek ya mind feel better
Make that shot then make that cheddar
Fools come at me talk that smack
Money where the mouth that's where its at
Chorus
Verse 2
I shoot the hoop drop & swoop mix & match
Make em feel the truth drop & roll
Cause im in control pop that flip that finger roll
You know who I do this for love them ladies
Make me crazy make me wanna get up in the morning and dunk
Roll around hot with the rock in the trunk
Drive the lane and ill block that junk
Rip them moves like wilt the stilt
Got a game that I play like dr. J
Ima make you shook if you get in my way
Ima drain that shot like smooth hip hop
I can play all day rock all night
The man on the mic cause my game is tight
Keep it comin nice like you knew I might
Chorus
Verse 3
Come on and lets do it do it
Youre gonna break through it through it
Pass pass block that block that shot shot
We get we get hot hot
Wicked on the block like an astronaut
Pick and roll out of control alley oop
Then we give and go
Shoot that shoot that hoop I mean
Everybody love it when I drain that 3
Wild'n Crazy
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Jack Swing, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Boom Box, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Crazy, Dance, East Coast, Energetic, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Times, Groovy, House Party, Old School, Party, Playful, Rowdy, Sassy, Sexual, Street, Swagger, Throwback, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard
BPM:
107
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wild'n Crazy
It's about to get crazy, hold on baby
No glitz no glam, it's all about the grits and
Gravy, kicking mad flavor
Caught up in the madness nothing can save ya
Swinging from the chandelier
The place is jumping no standing here
Don't hold it back, just let it go
I'm clockin fly girls, I wanna let you know
I get nasty, not trashy
If you're curious, girl, just ask me
What's the difference, lemme tell you
I promise I won't bite, unless you want me to
Now you know I'm a freak, but a gentleman
When I want a taste of the cinnamon
So tell your friends, to bring they friends and they friends
gGet hype for the night here we go again
CHORUS:
It's time to get wild and crazy
There won't be no if's or maybe's
This goes out to the fly ladies
Who want to be my baby
Ready or not the spot is packed
When the party is hot, that's where the action's at
Skinny dippin, all your clothes are gone
There ain't nothing wrong, if all you got is a thong
If that's wrong, I don't wanna be right
If you got tight hips then you're just my type
Girls they be dancing on tables
With bamboo earrings bigger than bagels
Bouncing moving all around
East to west side, down to uptown
Get wild ain't no turning back
Word up, the party is wherever you at
Do You Like That
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Jack Swing, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Boom Box, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Dance, East Coast, Energetic, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Times, Groovy, House Party, Old School, Party, Playful, Rowdy, Sassy, Sexual, Street, Swagger, Throwback
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
108
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Do You Like That
Lights, camera, action it's on
Party 'til the break of dawn, word is bond
Spot is getting hot, and the crowd is getting live
But my crew stay cool, while we let the beat ride
Bounce up and down, left to right
Grab a cutey with a booty and the hips are tight
Like dynamite, she got the boom and pow
I don't need to say nothing they like my style
Yeah baby, are you down with the program
Whine your body, but this ain't a slow jam
Gere's your chance, take it, don't fake it
Just shake it, like you're butt naked
I like the girls, that get freaky with it,
if she's a superfreak, you might see me with it
throwing down, light up the party
I never rock with anything less than a hottie
CHORUS:
Do you like that, tell me do you like that
Check the profile, watch'em go wild
If you didn't know, then you know now
It's the golden child, I got the flavor
I got the rhythm, that y'all are slave to
I got the paper, I got the moves
Always smooth, I can never lose
The lady's choice, the way I'm swinging it
You couldn't handle it, the way I'm bringin' it
Straight to the top, never gonna flop
Looking for sugar and spice, stir up the pot
I'm chilling with the hotties, mixing and mingling
I wanna see you pump it til your earrings start jinglin'
She got hips, that she whips real fast
She got a bumper that'll give you whiplash
I get busy, and I get that cash
We can get busy if you shake that
CHORUS
She got hips, that she whips real fast
She got a bumper that'll give you whiplash
I get busy, and I get that cash
We can get busy if you shake that shake that
She got hips, that she whips real fast
She got a bumper that'll give you whiplash
I get busy, and I get that cash
We can get busy if you shake that
Rising Up
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Boom Box, Bravado, Celebration, Cocky, Confident, Crowd, Dance, Energy, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Time, Party, Playful, Raucous, Street, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths, Vocal Sample
BPM:
113
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rising Up
Rockin' the mic, is my duty
When I get loose wild and unruly
Hear my voice, got your fist pumping
I'm the top choice to get the place jumping
I got my boys, they got my back
Bringing that noise, better get off of the crack
Hear me on stage, radio and cassette
I don't get static, all I get is respect
That's automatic, and I'm cold getting dumb
Counting my bread, what I care about a crumb
Hear me in the streets on every car stereo
From the bottom to the top here we go
CHORUS:
"We rising up"
Get loose
"We rising up"
Get Busy
"We rising up"
Get loose
"We rising up"
Get Busy
Drop the needle, on the groove I get busy
Jumped on the scene and they asked who is he
I used to have no fame and no name
But now I swing heavy like a rope chain
Moving up to the next level
Kicking up dust, never let it settle
I can't lose, any way I gotta win
I'm the leader, you better start following
And I got the party people with their hands up
And all you sucker crews better clam up
If you think that's it, I got more
Moving up from the streets to the top floor
Too Hot
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Arrogant, Attitude, Boisterous, Boom Box, Break Dancing, Cocky, Confident, Freewheeling, Fun, Good Time, Goofy, House Party, Lively, Rowdy, Slick, Street, Swagger
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
116
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Too Hot
Bust it, this mine for the takin'
All killer no filler, who's fakin'
Not around me, or my crew
You know the outcome, I'm sicker than the flu
Just chill, gimme the stage I'll crush it
Got all the groupies, they wanna bum rush it
Wanna catch me I'm going too fast,
Peel around corners stereo full blast
Bumping, run things like a track meet
Know where I'm rollin' from the woofers in my back seat
Females, only the flyest
Wanna turn golden they callin' me Midas
Ooooooh, cuz I got that touch
Fast lane chicks like to pop that clutch
Girls sweatin' me for the style I'm displayin'
Kickin' that game, but you know I ain't playin'
CHORUS:
Too hot, too hot
Too hot, too hot
I am
Too hot, too hot
Too hot, too hot to touch
Shining, so I don't need a spotlight
Girls sweating, cause I'm rocking it all night
Cruising, ride slow let them see this
At a red light, checking my beepers
The fiends want a hit, from the mack
Cause the rhymes I spit is like crack
Jocking my style, cause I roll so heavy
Try to leave t he club but the strippers won't let me
Ready, or not, you better make room
Suckers get brushed to the side like a broom
Dusted, trying to front, trying to punk me
They just mad cuz their whole style crusty
Trust me, cuz I'm fresh to the max
Rubbing on girls like a dj rubbing on wax
You know what I'm saying
Kickin' that game, but you know I ain't playin'
Wild And Freaky
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Beat Street, Boom Box, Breakin', Celebration, Club, Dance, Energetic, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Old School, Party, Radio, Sexual, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Thug, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard, Synthesizer
BPM:
117
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wild And Freaky
WILD AND FREAKY
CHORUS
Its wild and freaky such a crazy time
Its wild and freaky the girls are so fine
Its crazy they all wanna be me
Just come on down they getting wild and freaky
VERSE 1
I WAS CHILLIN ONE DAY IN THE HOT SUMMER SUN
Lookin good just maxin on my street havin' fun
I seen this girl named daisy walkin down the block
Man she switchin lookin fine and I love the way she walk
so I said hey baby come lets kick it girl lets talk
she said what ya want ya just lookin at my butt
I aint gonna lie I like the way you strut
Come inside lets see whats what
Ill play some jams have you in the cut
Pour some drinks call ur freaks
Ill call my boys and well bring the heat
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I had the party jumpin as the sun start to set
Now my boys got the tables and the dj is fresh
Next thing you know we got the whole darn set
Everybody just chillin and we aint got to jet
Party jumpin heart thumpin people bumpin start to sweat
Now the beat becomes hypnotic and the girls are so erotic
Babe you mine you my narcotic im the super dopest
Chillest wildest mc in the spot
CHORUS
VERSE 3
She said ok man I couldn't believe
Man my rhymes so smooth I got the player steez
I don't brag just boast just straight cool breeze
I got ten fine ladies tuggin at my sleeve
Now just sit right back chill relax
You know we came to rock jump up
now touch your toes shake that thing
While I bust these flows
Crazy lazy freaky deaky so amazing
Out the speakers side to side
With the bump and grind
She so fine she bust my mind
Big And Bad
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Boastful, Boom Box, Bouncy, City, Club, College, Drinking, Drugs, Energetic, Energy, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Gang, Girls, Good Time, Groove, Hot, Old School, Party, Playful, Positive, Retro, Sexy, Street, Swagger, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Big And Bad
BIG AND BAD
Chorus
Im big and bad
Im big and bad
The best thing you wish that you ever had
Repeat
Verse 1
Im rockin never jockin walkin down the block
With no laces in my shoes rollin with my crews
Pickin up those honeys cause they know im makin money
But they always talking something funny
Man I aint no dummy
I got the biggest baddest super raddest
Sounds of the street
And I can make the whole world
Nod their heads to this beat
Why ya think that im so super duper like superman
Cause im fresh to death in my b-boy stance
Chorus
Verse 2
Don't you try to test me cause you know
Ill knock you out
I got a four finger ringer
And you know I got clout
All you other wack mc's tryin to get to me
Take a number stand in line cause im tnt
All the players and the pimps step aside on the street
Cause im a bad old busta and I cant be beat
Now wave your hands in the air if youre feelin the drop
I am the king of the mic king of hip hop
All you breakers and DJ'S come and get with me
I am the best I am the baddest O.G. MC
And when you see me turn it out
That's when youll start to believe
That im the ruler of the block king of the streets
Get Right
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Funk, Go Go, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bold, Chant, Confident, Crowd, Dance, East Coast, Explosive, Flow, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Graffiti, House Party, Jam, MC, Old School, Party, Playful, Raucous, Retro, Rowdy, Streets, Style, Swagger, Throwback, Washington DC
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums
BPM:
98
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Right
Here we go now, say what
Here we go now, say what
Here we go now, say what
Here we go, here we go now, say what
Don't be afraid
Go 'head misbehave
Let it all hang out
So whatcha got to say
Stand back, I'm bout to do my thang (repeat x4)
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ain't ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Nah, you ain't ready for this
To the left to the left, hey
To the right to the right, hey
To the left to the left, hey
We gon' do this all night
(repeat)
We gon' switch it up now
And we do it like, ha!
We gone get right, we gone get it c'mon
We gone get right, we gone get it c'mon
We gone get right, we gone get it c'mon
We gone get it c'mon, we gone get it c'mon
(repeat)
Wanna Get With That
Artist(s): Roc Suga
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Animated, Boisterous, Cocky, Confident, Energy, Flirty, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Time, Lively, Old School, Party, Playful, Sassy, Sexual, Sexy, Street, Swagger, Vocalisms
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns
BPM:
97
Key:
A♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wanna Get With That
Dressed to impress got the miniskirt workin'
They wanna peak behind the curtain I got 'em hurtin'
Flirtin', yah I'm hunting for a fly guy
Real smooth but he gotta have a wild side
Am I right ladies, yah, you know this
You don't need to hold a big wallet to hold this
I'd rather two lips than a bunch of roses
Could be a player long as he know who the coach is
You got it going on, all night long
I wanna get with that
Rubbin' on your chest down to your six pack
I wanna get with that
No strings attached but I pull 'em like a puppet
3 piece suit or roughneck, yah I love it
I ain't a magic trick, but if you got a magic stick
This your chance better grab it quick
Cause I'm diggin' that style rugged profile
I need that booty call gimme the numbers to dial
For a little striptease, I'll call right back
Don't be scared, I don't bite, unless you bite back
Got It Like That
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Boom Box, Cocky, Confident, Cool, East Coast, Energetic, Fun, Golden Age, Good Times, Groovy, Old School, Party, Playful, Rowdy, Sexual, Street, Swagger
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboards, Scratches
BPM:
96
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Got It Like That
Intro
Ayo, yah we got it like that
Ayo, yah the Pockets stay fat
Ayo, (DJ Scratch "Here We Go!)
Verse 1
A party ain't a party if the girls ain't acting naughty
Pick a hotty, grab a drink I'm going in like kamikaze
Say wassup to my posse, they kickin' it like karate
blowing up the spot while we chillin' is just a hobby
Herbs try to copy, as they watch me and jock me
Acting all cocky, but their style's kinda sloppy
Stop me, they can't do it, I get into it
They shoulda' knew it, they blew it, stop actin stupid
Chorus
Ayo, yah we got it like that
Ayo, yah the Pockets stay fat
Ayo, shorty, won't you bring that back
Turn around one time, shake that feminine fat
Verse 2
Fly honeys never showed love, til they saw a brother blow up
Jealous cats talkin' foul better slow up
Put the dough up, not for nothing, I got them jumping
I'm poppin' bra straps you ain't popping nothing
Just bluffin', huffin' and puffin', ain't saying a word
Come around poppin that you get kicked to the curb
Forget what you heard, or get tapped on the chin
So just chill, pass the herb, say word and take it in
Chorus
Ayo, yah we got it like that
Ayo, yah the Pockets stay fat
Ayo, shorty, won't you bring that back
Turn around one time, shake that feminine fat
(DJ Scratch "Here We Go!")
Rock The Block
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Boastful, Boom Box, Bouncy, City, College, Drinking, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Flirtatious, Fun, Gang, Girls, Good Time, Groove, Hot, Night Club, Old School, Party, Playful, Positive, Radio, Retro, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Swagger, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rock The Block
ROCK THE BLOCK
CHORUS
Rock the block - get the party on
Rock the block - 'til we get it done
Rock the block - girl shake that hump
Feel that thing goin' bump bump bump
Rock the block - get the party on
Rock the block - 'til we get it done
Rock the block - girl shake that hump
Feel that thing goin' bump bump bump
verse 1
bass starts shakin that 808
all the people in the place
with a smile on they face
got speakers and tweeters makin you vibrate
can you feel it in ya feet all the way to ya face
I just love rockin partys lookin out at the hotties
In the black spandex or them ripped up jeans
Im the ruler of the mic king of the scene
I can make the whole block rock like a fiend
I can make it so nice seem like a dream
CHORUS
Verse 2
Pour my drink on ice and ill make you scream
Fellas in the place just grab that lady
It don't really matter if you rollin Mercedes
Rock that body make the girlies go crazy
Don't stand on the wall lookin stupid and lazy
Take a chance do the dance as im rockin the block
Aint no other like me rockin this hip hop
Im the best MC in the place to be
CHORUS
Verse 3
Certified by makin this party swing
Im the best in the west best in the east
I can make the old ladies get up from their seats
Make the leaves start shakin up in the trees
Ladies be lovin make em weak in the knees
Paris Tokyo London belize
I rock around the world like you wouldn't believe
I Got That Boom
Artist(s): Owen Chaim (feat. Brit Fox)
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Animated, Boisterous, Cocky, Confident, Energy, Flirty, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Time, Lively, Old School, Party, Playful, Raunchy, Raw, Retro, Sassy, Sexual, Sexy, Street, Swagger
Instruments:
Bass, Drum Machine, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
131
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Got That Boom
I GOT THAT BOOM
INTRO
(Sample stutter playback)
"I got that boom"
VERSE 1
Peel you like banana, take a bite into a fantasy
Hold tight, for the wild thing, can you handle me
Upside down, inside out, til your knees are wobbly
That's how I gots to be, nasty as I wanna be
Give me a kiss, let that tongue electrify me
Giddy up, saddle up, you can ride me
It ain't dirty if you don't get caught
And if you pump it right, I'll show you what I got
CHORUS
I got that boom
That breaks your back
I got that boom, boom
That breaks your back
Pump it hard
Pump it good
Pump it hard
Pump it good
Pump it hard
Pump it good
Pump it, like only a real man could
BRIDGE
(Rhythmic DJ record scratch)
"Peel you like banana, take a bit into fantasy"
VERSE 2
Fee fie foe fum, here I come, here I come
If you ready to rock steady, you can beat it like a drum
Let's get real nasty til your legs feel numb
Bite into the peach if you really want some
Get your face wet, make me sweat, make me sweat
Tonight you won't forget, how my lips took you to the edge
It ain't dirty if you don't get caught
And if you pump it right, I'll show you what I got
CHORUS
OUTRO
(Sample stutter playback)
"I got that boom"
Stompin' Thru
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Underground Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Bold, Boom Box, Braggadocious, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Cool, East Coast, Edgy, Energetic, Golden Age, Good Times, Groovy, Old School, Party, Playful, Raw, Retro, Rowdy, Sexual, Street, Swagger, Throwback
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Piano, Scratches
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
95
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Stompin' Thru
VERSE 1
Fee fie foe fum, stomping through the slums
Here I come, here I come, grabbing up your crumbs
Diggin' in your pockets, bread in your baskets
I gotta have it, getting mines is a habit
Running up in your space, spitting in your face like mace
I got the flavour, they want a taste
I don't give a what what what
Try to step up and get buck buck buck
Press your luck, run up try to take what I got
I got burners that stay hot
I guarantee, I got what you need
Ain't nothing free, I got mouths to feed
That's me, myself and I, the trinity
Raw and uncut, that's how I really be
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat
CHORUS
We stompin' through, coming for you
And you, and you, and you, and you
(4X)
BRIDGE
(Indeterminable Lyrics)
VERSE 2
Chop up and roll up the cabbage, puff it and
Pass it, under pressure, blow a gasket
Steaming, while I'm schemin' the next plot
Locking down the whole block make it burning hot
Rush the spot, the whole squad hungry
We going out for the stash, run the jewels and money
Ain't nothing funny, my fingerprint's grungy
And crazy, might even bungee jump with a bungee
And still bounce back, give you a smack
Reload and clack, clack, clack, lay you flat
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat
CHORUS
Are You Ready
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Arrogant, Attitude, Boisterous, Boom Box, Break Dancing, Cocky, Confident, East Coast, Fun, Good Time, House Party, Lively, Rowdy, Slick, Street, Swagger
Instruments:
Bass, DJ Scratches, Drums, String Stabs
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
116
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Are You Ready
Are You Ready
VERSE 1
I step up to the plate, show you why I'm greater
knock it out the park, cuz you know I got the flavour
not a fool or fake, got bread like a baker,
pockets stay fat cuz I stack a lot of paper
on point like a tack, sharper than a razor,
my worst behaviour, naughty by nature
honeydips ask for the number like a favour
maybe an hour later I see it on my pager
all imitators, they gonna catch vapors
boy ya gonna served, like a waiter
future hall of famer, my league is so major
while ya try to catch up, son, see ya later
CHORUS
are you ready in the front, yeah, yeah
are you ready in the back, yeah, yeah
from the left to right, yeah, yeah
rock it all night, yeah, yeah
VERSE 2
my style kicks facts that you can't photocopy
if you do, you must be smoking that broccoli
.. yeah probably, I roll nonchalantly
rubbin on a hottie, I never say sorry
I got my style from the stairwell and lobbies
now I rock the block and the parties
lion of the concrete jungle, I never stumble
crooks get shook, before they wanna rumble
never mumble, speaking loud and proud
moving and grooving, elevate the crowd
... no doubt, I got the clout
pump your fist in the air if you know what it's about
I Can Only Imagine
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1980s, Dance, Funk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B
Keywords:
Catwalk, Celebration, Confident, Cool, Dance Floor, Desire, Encouragement, Energy, Excitement, Fashion, Flirtatious, Freedom, Fun, Funky, Groove, Light, Loose, Party, Playful, Positive, Retro, Sex, Sexual, Sexy, Swagger, Throwback, Upbeat, Wedding
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Keyboard, Rhodes Electric Piano
BPM:
107
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Can Only Imagine
CHORUS:
I can only imagine
If you dance like this how you'd be between the sheets
If you could only imagine
And you took a chance, what your life'd be like with me
If you spend the night with me I know you'll see
There's nowhere you'd rather be
But I can only imagine
Yeah I can only imagine
Friday night in my ride
Something in the air has got me thinking
Something's going down tonight
Buzzed and I'm not even drinking
Wasn't till you caught my eye
That everybody else ceased to exist
And I didn't have to question why
I knew this was a moment we could not miss
The way you move your body
Across the floor
You become the beat that keeps it flowin'
I wanna move your body
Closer to the door
See if we can keep this rhythm goin'
CHORUS
When you're swaying side to side
Everybody's looking but they can't touch
Cuz for the moment now you are mine
Got my heartbeat racing my blood feels the pump of the kick when it thumps
Put my hands where you want
Is this real or is it fantasy
Are you even really here with me
Would I know if you were a dream
The way you move your body
Across the floor
Like you doin' it just for me
I wanna move your body
Closer to the door
Cuz if you see what I see then
CHORUS
I wonder can I take you home
I wonder can I take you home
CHORUS
Rock The Party
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Clever, Cocky, Confident, Dance, East Coast, Flow, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Graffiti, House Party, New York City, Old School, Party, Playful, Raucous, Retro, Rowdy, Streets, Style, Swagger, Throwback, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Pan Flute
BPM:
99
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rock The Party
Elevated to the highest, fools they wanna try this
Recognize this, the hottest joints like arthritis
Call me midas, I got the golden mic, with flows that's tightest
I'm going after the booty like a pirate
On autopilot, crusin, my crew deep
Grinding til the sun shining, I lose sleep
Rhyming and designing, skills are unique
Straight from the street, not a boutique with a receipt
Learn the lesson, still remains the question
I'm unarmed and dangerous my mind is a weapon
Cock back and reload, drop jewels like shells
Know the ledge, leap of faith, fall from grace, but never fail
Success without the excess of glamour and glitz
It's like breakfast and you don't get ham with your grits
I want it all, right or wrong, cuz life is never too long
The steady arm is heavy so it's never too strong
CHORUS:
Get ready, go, get ready, go
We control the crowd with mic control
Eh yo, now you know, what we came to do
We came to rock, rock the party for you
Chillin' like a villain in the cut, like a cavity
Filling, the meaning of raw is ready and winning
Down for whatever's bout to pop off, get knocked off
The throne, pulling the mic out of a stone, the king has come home
A masterpiece like the dome in a chapel
On the right side of the gavel I'm still biting the apple
Cuz knowledge reigns supreme over snakes with a rattle
You wanna battle raging bulls but you're part of the cattle
Jumping on it like a saddle, riding a coat tail
Dime a dozen clones buying style at wholesale
I got styles upon styles, organically grown
So just hand me the throne, with a chrome microphone
Keep This Party Rockin'
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, EDM, Hip Hop, House, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
After Party, Celebration, Club, Cocky, Crowd, DJ, Dance Floor, Debauchery, Energy, Fun, Good Time, Late Night, Lively, Loose, Miami, Party, Playful, Promo, Rowdy, Shots, Swagger, Upbeat, Vacation, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
127
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Keep This Party Rockin'
It's a party right here
This is where the party's at
That's right!
CHORUS
We gonna keep this party rockin' (repeat)
VERSE 1
It's your number one mesmerizing hypnotizing trill MC
Get down from the car get into the bar
Got a squad like the Heat from Miami
Put ya money away Mami I got you
I got you pero like girl all night I rock you
Champagne no pain fast lane
2 chains first names plantains what we do
International
with the fashion yo
And the passion though
We be smashin' dough
Throwin' cash in the air
Do we look like we care all you pato sucias are loca
Got a hot tub back of my troca
Got that patron café mocha
On fleek we freak and smoka
Cubano hot like soca
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Everybody come look how beautiful
The ladies look chillin' down by the pool
Now we got rum got dumb act a fool
How ya felt when ya first got out of school
Everything looks bright
Everything's so right
Everything so hot in the spotlight
All the love in the club
And you tug on my jeans I'm a fiend
For the party when it's started tonight
That champagne fall like rain
I pass the bottle to a model man this spot's insane
No consequences lose your senses
People jump out your lane
From spot to spot we rock
Don't stop pop pop
Baby, dale, keep the change
Keep those hands up high maintain
CHORUS
BREAKDOWN
Drop it on the floor baby
HEY ! HEY ! HEY!
(repeat)
Everybody in the place
Party people don't stop
Keep this party flowin' til the bass drop drop drop
CHORUS
Right Now
Artist(s): Tay F. 3rd
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Writer(s):
Deonte Kim (BMI) 50% / Ty Frankel (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV
Keywords:
After Party, Alley, Bling, Boisterous, Bottle Service, Brash, Club, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Dance Floor, Explicit Lyrics, Fun, Funny, Girls, Good Time, Grinding, LA, Late Night, Limousine, Models, Money, Party, Ratchet, Rousing, Rowdy, Street, Swag, Swagger, Tough, Trouble, VIP
Instruments:
Bass, Bells, Drums, Percussion, Synth
BPM:
93
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Right Now
I'm about to buy me a whip
Cause I remember sittin' on the bench
I remember I remember when I didn't have s***
Every weed sack I bought for somebody getting pinched
Couldn't pay my rent now that's just a day spent
Diamonds in my chains make you do an Asian squint
Jack Chan I stunt
Ooooo she old news last month
True we didn't wear those much
Only thing we could afford was some Dickies and some Chucks
Now its Ferragamo belts, new shoes in my shelf
God my favorite artist ever cause he made myself
Imma master pieces, Mona Lisa is jealous
If we was alive the same time I would of hit and left her
I said I'm really fly right now
Really feeling like the guy right now
My arrogance is really high right now
And if you got a problem you can try right now
Right now, right now, right now, right now
I said I'm feeling like the guy right now
My arrogance is really high right now
I said I'm really feeling fly right
I think I'm too good off myself
Spend my money myself
I don't need no help
Money money get a dollar spend it quick
Threezy Threezy never broke bets believe I got the fix
Believe I got the chicks, believe I got the piff
Believe I got the chips but if you ain't drop 5 then you not hitting shit
I said I'm confident and cocky and I'm all of the above
Stay higher than a dove that's rolled up a dub
I roll to the club picking out who I want
All i said is my name bets believe she gon' f***
Like a vacuum she suck, tell her get away
Your girlfriend front row yelling for a give away
High key your girlfriend wanna get at Tay
She better try out cause I'm living like eliminate
Any opposition on mommas I'll eliminate
Think I got a sweet tooth how I'm getting cake
Ohhh you think I had fetish how I'm getting weight
But I'm talking money n nothing here bummy
Hollar At Me
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, G Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Boisterous, Bravado, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Ghetto, Hype, Late Night, Party, Posse, Rousing, Rowdy, Street, Swag, Swagger, VIP, West Coast
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synths
BPM:
95
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hollar At Me
VERSE 1
We smoking and sippin', rollin' and whippin'
One eye open from the tilt of my fitted
Roll it and get lifted, champagne drippin'
Like a coat of candy paint on a low ride dippin'
Ice on my right, big face on my left
That's what time it is when the crew two step
Shuffle heel toe, they budget real slow
We got money to blow, buy out the bar then reload
CHORUS
Money ain't a thang
Shorty wanna bang
Hollar at me in the VIP
You ain't stopping a thang
I'm at the top of the game
Hollar at me in the VIP
VERSE 2
The city on lock, I got the keys
Brushing off the dirt like I'm brushin you fleas
Rocking much ice, without a cop yelling freeze
When I step in a room it drops a few degrees
I got the streets open and the gold diggers scoping
Overdosing on the chrome spinning in slow motion
Camera flash, flicks with the flyest chicks
Model type or better while they're taking off their sweater
Party Time
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Beat Street, Boom Box, Breakin', Celebration, Club, Dance, Energetic, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Old School, Party, Radio, Sexual, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard, Synthesizer
BPM:
131
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Party Time
PARTY TIME
CHORUS
Everybody out on the left get your hands up in the air
Everybody out on the right wave it like you just don't care
Now we aint never gonna stop keep it goin all night
Yeah this is how we do it yeah its party time
VERSE
Wave your hands up in the sky left to right side to side
Im the mc with that rhythm right girls are fresh the beat is tight
What ya gonna do its Friday night
Gonna rock to the rhythm like dolemite
That sexy mamas out of sight lean and mean
So darn fine
Like to know you if you got the time
That beat shakin all in your spine
Time to party if you girls don't mind way you move is just so divine
Aint no party like a west coast party cause a west coast party don't quit
Don't forget that east coast party cause an east coast party don't stop
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Now the beat keeps rockin champagne poppin breakers lockin
The girls are jockin feet are stompin here to Compton
The heart is pumpin party jumpin bass is thumpin
Now aint that something keep on bumpin all night long
Party stay dope when I rock this song
Aint nothing wrong with a little bit of junk inside the trunk
When you feel the beat man gotta eat so im runnin these streets
Hustling to the hip hop im the tip top the best
I came here to express rock the mic I am so fresh
CHORUS
VERSE
NOW BBOYS AND BGIRLS its party time
All the breakers and rockers its party time
Keep it going all night cuz its party time
You know it feels so right
Party people in the place party people
Just feel that bass come on come on
Its all night long now party people lets rock this like
Always be the dopest flyest pimp so don't you test
Now ladies you know I am so fresh
The fellas say oh yeah
The ladies say oh yeah
We be the super magalistic freaks we rock it all night long
CHORUS
Gratitude
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Anniversary, Attraction, Catwalk, Celebration, Classic, Confident, Cool, Crush, Dance Floor, Danceable, Desire, Encouragement, Energy, Excitement, Falling In Love, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Grateful, Groove, Light, Party, Playful, Positive, Relationships, Retro Feel, Sexual, Sexy, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Rhodes Electric Piano, Synths
BPM:
110
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gratitude
GRATITUDE
CHORUS
Gratitude
Baby I'm so grateful just to dance with you
Diggin' on your style your dress your attitude
Thinkin' one more song and we'll be in the mood
Baby I'm so grateful I found you
VERSE 1
This groove has got me in my zone
I think I found the one I'm taking home
I don't think you even know how ya got me feelin'
I'm like a king in his throne
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Lettin' the night wash over us
By the break of morning we'll be so in love
I don't know where you came from but it's got me thinking
That you were sent from above
Party Until The Sunrise
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance, Entertainment News, Funk, Indie Pop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Nu Disco, Pop Rock, R&B
Keywords:
Attraction, Celebration, Club, Cocky, College, Confident, Cool, Dance Floor, Desire, Drinking, Driving, Energy, Excitement, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Groove, Light, Lively, Loose, Party, Playful, Promo, Retro, Rollicking, Rooftop, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Summer, Swagger, Throwback, Top Down, Upbeat, Wedding
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
122
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Party Until The Sunrise
Tell me are you down
To take a ride around town with the top down
Hit up the shops and let you shop until you drop out
If all that mattered was the present would you give up stressing and maybe just rock out
Take a shot, take a chance with me
All I wanna do is see if you can dance
To the rhythm that'll set you free
You don't need another one and done romance
But just a night of letting go
Let the moon light up the floor
And the stars are chasing
Time is racin'
Just a little more
CHORUS:
Let the light wash over the hills
Nothing else matters but the way that we feel
And if you're ready we can go, Oh Oh
Just trust your body and party until the sunrise
Tell me did ya know
That if you let it all just go it's so freeing
Just make it last and be the passenger to feeling
If all that mattered was the moment would you hold it closely or just keep on dreaming
Take a shot at the bar with me
All I wanna do is see if you can move
To the music be part of the beat
No fear let loose nothing to prove
Just a night of letting go
Let the moon light up the floor
And the stars are chasing
Time is racin'
Just a little more
Let The Wild Out
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1980s, Dance, Entertainment News, Funk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B
Keywords:
Attraction, Celebration, Cocky, Confident, Dance Floor, Desire, Energy, Excitement, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Groove, Light, Lively, Loose, Party, Playful, Retro, Rollicking, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Swagger, Throwback, Upbeat, Wedding
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Keyboard, Synths
BPM:
115
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let The Wild Out
Let the music sweep into your soul
When the rhythm hits it makes you wanna lose control
Nothin lasts forever all we have is now
If you're ready to dance
Then I'm a show you how to
Move, let your body free
Here's what you can do for me
Shake it if you can
You gotta wave your hands
New is the policy, just let your problems be
Haters just can't bother me
Don't be so shy
By the end of the night, you and I
CHORUS:
We gonna let the wild out
All night long
We gonna let the wild out
All night long
I just wanna get wild with you
All night long
Do you wanna get wild with me too
Get wild with me baby
Get wild all night
Let's get wild baby
Feel it creepin up and down your spine
Once you get it started there's no way the funk will ever die
I think you're coming home with me
I got something funky that you've got to see
Move, let your body free
Here's what you can do for me
Shake it if you can
You gotta wave your hands
New is the policy, just let your problems be
Haters just can't bother me
Don't be so shy
By the end of the night, you and I
CHORUS
Let the wild out baby
Let the wild out all night
Let the wild out baby
Wildin all night
Let the wild out baby
Gonna wild it all night
Let the wild out baby
All night long
CHORUS
When The Lights Go Down
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Carefree, Celebrate, Club, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Cruising, Dance Floor, Debauchery, Drinking, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Frat House, Fun, Good Time, Late Night, Marijuana, Night Club, Party, Playful, Smoke, Smoking, Strip Club, Swagger, Trap, Weed
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
70
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When The Lights Go Down
CHORUS:
Green is in my blunt
Purple in my cup
Pour it up
Girl drink all you, say you had enough
Throw it up
Realest in the city getting money
Yea you know it's Us
We don't ever die we come alive when the lights go down
Light it up this youngin smoking trees
This youngin popping pagne
For all my victories
Got on about 30 chains
they call me Mr Freeze
One I never do
I don't do s*** for free
First thing in thinking about
What she gone do for me
If she see 50 coming
Is she going to help me flee
Go flush them Os and Ps
You know we play for keeps
We setting records in this b****
Go and call Ripleys
CHORUS
I'm just a b***** child
I'm feeling ratchet now
Balling like I'm claiming 10 kids on my taxes now
You getting super swerved
I'm getting super rode
She say I drive her crazy
She say you super drove
Young n***** came from nothing
I'm talking ebt, couldn't afford no cable
Antenna on my tv
Now we in Mercedes Gs
Spending Rap money
Fresher than a n**** who just got his tax money
Let's Party
Artist(s): St. John (feat. L. Young)
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Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Club, Dance Floor, Debauchery, Diwali, Energetic, Energy, Exuberant, Fun, Good Time, Groove, Late Night, Limo, Lively, Party, Rhythm, Rollicking, Rowdy, Shots, Upbeat, Wild
Instruments:
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BPM:
110
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let's Party
Let's Party
Chorus
Woah -- Let's Party
Woah -- Let's Party
Verse 1
We clean and fresh
First on fleek
Clean that whip
No money don't speak
I wanna rock tonight
& find my little freak
We dip down slow
That motion in the street
Let's call that number one
And get down with the fun
Roll & rock & drop
Activation
All night long
Is the situation
Pass that pass that
Had to run
Cmon cmon lets jump up
Jump up
Turn up the bass &
Pump up pump up
We gotta lotta rhythm
Not a whole lotta time
Bounce to the music
Head nod to the rhyme
Rock non-stop
Til we see sun shine
Never pay the cover
Never stand in line
Let's do another shot
Let's lose our mind
See you whilin out
On snapchat & vine
Verse 2
Locomotion
Tides the ocean
Feel the earth spin
Revolution
Keys open locks
Feel it comin down the block
Phazer lazer
Planet rock
Pop pop them
Drop them
Out of the sky
Knock knock them
Til we feel the
Wiggle go by
Let me get a taste
A little piece of the pie
Fashion & passion
We can all get high
Time for the P-A-R-T-Y
Keep the party live
It don't ever die
Now is not the time
Don't ask why
Moet & Krug
I like champagne dry
We turnt up
Even on a Monday
Middle of the day
On a Sunday
When I hear the record play
& all the people say
Now every single day
Is my day
Verse 3
Walk up in the club
& I do a rub a dub
& you know I got the love
& I feel it from above
Party packed people
Feel the impact
Rockin like future
In a snap back
Party all the time
I'm in the blue zone
Lovin life sippin
Get my booze on
Never see me trippin
& you never catch me slippin
Got me dippin & I'm flippin
& my crews ON!
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